PART 6
DURARARA!! KINK MEME PT.6
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"Masaomi!"
He looped his arm around Mikado. "So humans found various ways to get each other to enjoy the experience. Why do you think there are so many positions? And of course, with our great big human brains," he tapped his skull, "we found toys to introduce into the fun as well~" He started ticking off everything he could remember on his fingers. "There are: vibrators, dildos, whips, chains, floggers, handcuff-"
Mikado covered his ears. "I get it, I get it, you can stop."
"Since you so rudely interrupted, I demand that you listen to the rest of my speech without speaking." Really, Mikado was so rude sometimes. Like that time he...or that other time he... "Or I will force your mouth shut." He waggled his eyebrows for good measure.
It took him a bit, but Mikado got the hint. "You're a pervert, Masaomi," he deadpanned. "And you didn't even answer the question."
"You were cuter when you were tied up."
Mikado didn't say anything, just cast a dirty look at the belt lying oh so innocently next to him. Kida didn't mean it - they both knew it. Even his bondage fetish couldn't top his Mikado fetish. But still - he replayed the moments over and over again in his mind, blissfully sighing. If he saved up enough money, he could buy even better things than a worn-out old belt. And that would mean more sexy time! And that would mean more happiness!
He just needed a job...
"Mikado?"
"Yeah?"
"How do you feel about prostitution?"
"Masaomi?"
"Yeah?"
"You're an idiot."
"What? But Mikado! It'd be a disservice to the world if you kept this darling face and sexy body of mine all to yourself. Don't you understand? Selling myself is the only way to make everyone else happy~ And the money can make us happy, and we can buy all kinds of bondage gear, and a better house, and wedding rings and-"
He hadn't meant to launch into a tangent. Or well, he rarely meant to really, but his nerves or his confidence always managed to lead his tongue to babble for him. Thankfully, Mikado didn't hit him (some of the girls at the park had excellent aim!) instead opting to place his hand on top of his mouth. He stopped talking.
Mikado was making a move?
How interesting!
"So you really do like bondage that much?"
He nodded. Mikado's hand was still in the way, and all. And he wasn't so rude as to brush it off.
"And...you want to get married to me...in the future?"
Oh shit. He had said that. He scratched awkwardly at the back of his head, then just gave a sharp nod. Cheesy pick up lines were a go. So was kissing and groping and just loving in general. But marriage, that shit was real.
And really embarrassing, so it seemed.
"Masaomi..."
Mikado retracted his hand, cradling it against his chest. It was very moe-cute, much like Anri's erotic-cuteness. But it was the way Mikado's eyes found his and stared him down, the way he moved forward to press his lips against his, the way he subtly guided Kida down into the futon, the way he blushed doing it all, that made Kida sigh with pleasure. If everyday was like this in marriage, he would willfully tie himself to Mikado any day.
But then, he didn't really have to worry about that, because as soon as his back was against the futon and his eyes closed, Mikado slipped the belt around his hands.
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